Marty Supreme movie review: Timothee Chalamet smashes it in Josh Safdie’s film | Movie-review News
Marty Supreme movie review: To say that this film is about table tennis, wouldn’t do it justice. To say it’s about ping pong, wouldn’t do it full justice. For, this Josh Safdie film does jump and loop, blaze and smash like the sport’s furious pings and pongs. But none of it would matter without Timothée Chalamet. If Chalamet has been flexing some metaphorical muscle since Marty Supreme came around, the talented actor, it is now evident, has good cause. Chalamet sheds the evocative vulnerability suggested by his slender frame and pretty looks to give us a youth whose ambition and talent will burn whatever and whoever stands in his way, who is supremely confident that he is meant for bigger things, and who is not afraid to wear his desperate hunger on his sleeve. Through him, Safdie, with his frequent collaborator and co-screenwriter Ronald Bronstein (though minus his brother, Benny Safdie), tells a tale of 1952 New York, where many walls stand between its upper echelons and a Jewish boy from the Lower East Side …









